LONE WOLF
Usually found in packs, aren't they? this one seems to be different ...
In the moonlit shadows where silence grows,
A lone wolf roams, ancient trees in repose.
Once part of a pack, now stands alone,
Preferring a dance only the moon has known.
Through quiet groves where ancient whispers sigh,
He finds solace 'neath the evening sky.
Footprints mark a path in the glistening snow,
A testament to a journey only he does know.
Solitary spirit, eyes keen and bright,
Navigating night's vast, expansive height.
Amidst the crowds, he seeks release,
To be a lone wolf, finding inner peace.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
His lone howl echoes to the starry sky.
A melody of mystery and silent plea,
In the realm where the lone wolf is free.
Beneath the canvas of a starry domain,
The lone wolf roams without a chain.
A creature of instinct, wild and wise,
In the realm where the lone wolf lies.
Moonbeams dance on fur so grey,
As he ponders the price to pay.
For the freedom he wears like a sacred cloak,
In a world where his uniqueness bespoke.
In the quietude of the midnight air,
The lone wolf finds solace rare.
A symphony of silence in the heart of night,
Embracing the depth, basking in moonlight.
So let the lone wolf roam the land,
A sovereign soul, both bold and grand.
In the tapestry of the wild, a lone wolf,
A testament to the depth of those who go.
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About the Creator
simran sadangi
In the realm of words, I'm a dreamer and explorer,
An ordinary soul, but different in the prose I conjure.
Welcome to my page, where thoughts take flight,
Hope you find something to delight, both day and night.
Comments (3)
Beautifully penned!!
Great work....keep it up
I love it! Amazing work!